Chapter 1430 Seventy Notes (18)

Next, Chuzheng brought someone to help him when he heard the news.

So the person who heard the sound became the one sitting next to him and watching.

The delinquent village tyrants worked hard for them, which made them feel worse than their dead parents, but now they are doing their job smoothly.

Hearing the sound but still not speaking, nodding and shaking his head, the three rules of silence are used very well.

Chuzheng was extremely worried.

Communication is so difficult.

What should I do if there is a good person who cares more about words than she does? Waiting online, it’s quite urgent.

"Sister, we're done!"

Ling Jun ran over to take credit.

"Yeah. Is there any other job?"

Chuzheng turned around and asked about the sound.

Hearing the sound, he shook his head.

Chuzheng stood up: "Then go back first."

"okay."

Hearing the sound, he also stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body, and followed Chu Zheng towards the village.

When they were approaching the village, Chuzheng led people to the other side, and Ling Jun sent Wensheng back.

Wensheng stood there, looking at the direction Chuzheng left, and then looked away after a while.

"Brother, do you like our sister?" Ling Jun approached Wensheng and asked curiously.

Hearing the sound, he was startled, his eyes widened slightly, his eyelashes were long and curled, casting small shadows under his eyelids.

Looking at it up close, it actually looks a bit cute.

Ling Jun was startled by this idea.

He quickly straightened his expression, and for his half-month bet, he began to seduce Wen Sheng: "You see our sister likes you so much, why don't you express your feelings?"

Hearing the sound, his pupils shrank again.

She...likes herself?

But what does he like so much?

He opened his lower lip when he heard the sound, as if he wanted to say something.

Ling Jun looked at him expectantly, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

He shook his head.

"You don't like our sister?" Ling Jun was shocked: "Our sister is beautiful and rich, why don't you like it? Look at my sister being so good to you, isn't it..."

Hearing the sound, he clenched his hanging hands and walked straight ahead without answering him.

"Brother, please give me a reaction."

Ling Jun chased after him.

He has only been gambling for half a month! !

"sister!!"

Ling Jun was shouting outside early in the morning.

Zhang Xiaoping was so angry that she cursed. When Chu Zheng came out, she shut up immediately and entered the main room dejectedly.

Chuzheng opened the door: "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"problem occurs."

Ling Jun looked anxious.

"Who died?"

"No..." Ling Jun pointed to the other side of the village: "Something happened to me!"

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng and Ling Jun went to Ling Dazhuang's house.

I heard yelling and cursing from the distance.

In the yard, a tall, muscular man was punching and kicking a person huddled on the ground.

Chuzheng saw this scene when she entered.

Chuzheng rushed over in two steps and stopped the man's falling fist.

When the man was stopped, his temper became even more grumpy: "Who the hell is meddling in other people's business!"

Chuzheng raised her foot and kicked the man in the abdomen.

The man took a few steps back and looked at Chu Zheng in shock.

Seeing the person clearly, the man's expression was sarcastic: "Who did I think it was? It turns out to be Ling Daya. Why are you acting so wildly here?"

Chuzheng: "..."

Ling Daya!

Damn you! !

Chuzheng casually drew a wooden stick from the yard and hit the man with a cold voice: "I'm here to serve you, aren't I?"

"Ling Daya, what are you doing!" the man yelled, "Are you looking for death?"

I'm very happy that you still have this understanding.

I'll ride on my horse and beat you to death, you piece of shit.

I haven't even laid a finger on the good guy card yet, how dare you!

How dare you call me Ling Daya! ! !

Ling Jun and the bad village bullies stood outside the door and looked inside.

The man was beaten all over the floor by Chu Zheng and screamed, but he still looked as menacing as before.

Several people swallowed at the same time.

Isn't this too... amazing?

"Sister, you were really merciful to us before." Someone whispered.

"Thank you sister for not killing me."

Ling Dazhuang's son Lingshan had no strength and rolled over. He was slapped several times by Chuzheng and screamed on the ground.

Chuzheng pressed the wooden stick against his chest and said in a cold and fierce tone: "I'll tell you about the injuries on my body later."

Chuzheng threw away the wooden stick, walked to the other side of the yard, and helped Wensheng up from the ground.

Hearing the sound, his body trembled, and when he was touched by Chu Zheng, he was like a hedgehog, instantly revealing all his sharpness.

Under the messy hair, the exposed eyes were full of anger.

He crossed his arms and his fingertips dug into the flesh of his arms.

Chuzheng opened his hand and said, "It's me."

Hearing the sound, he slowly turned his head, and his unfocused eyes gradually focused on Chu Zheng's face.

The anger in his eyes gradually faded.

Chuzheng tried to pull away his hand and hugged him: "It's okay."

He gradually relaxed after hearing the sound, hugged her slowly, and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

Chuzheng patted his back comfortingly, her eyes falling on the ground.

There were some things scattered on the ground, including clothes and some candies. The posture when I heard the sound just now was clearly protecting these things.

Chuzheng hugged him tighter and turned to look at Lingshan on the ground.

After a while, Chuzheng asked him in a low voice: "Can I leave?"

Wen Sheng nodded slightly.

Chuzheng supported Wensheng and stood up. Wensheng looked down at the things on the ground and wanted to bend down to pick them up.

"No, I'll buy you a new one." Chuzheng pulled him.

Wensheng stubbornly refused.

Chuzheng called Ling Jun in from outside: "Pick up these things."

Chuzheng paused and looked at Lingshan: "Take him away too."

Ling Jun, supported by Chu Zheng, was not afraid of Ling Shan at this time. He called the two brothers to come in and dragged Ling Shan out, one on the left and the other on the right.

Ling Jun's family.

Chuzheng helped Wensheng sit down and reached out to lift his clothes.

Hearing the sound, he blocked it subconsciously.

"Let me check the injury."

He pursed his lips and shook his head slowly.

"What are you afraid of? I haven't seen anything about you?"

Hearing this, his face suddenly turned crimson, and he shook his head firmly.

Chuzheng directly took his hand away and pulled the hem of his clothes upwards.

The bruises on her abdomen were exposed to Chu Zheng's sight, and her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Hearing the sound, he hurriedly pulled off his clothes and pressed the hem tightly.

After a long while, he whispered: "I... don't feel any pain."

Chuzheng pinched Wensheng's chin, forcing him to raise his head.